Making Friends
Glancing towards the others, they all seemed to be back and most were sleeping side by side with at least one other fox. You crept closer and quietly settled next to one. They didn't wake up so you settled in more and relaxed. You rested your head on your paws and saw one of the foxes staring at you. You were worried he would away at you, but he simply huffed and rolled over.
You were warm that night.
You had lost track of time since that night. You had gotten better at hunting, but still had trouble catching critters that were too fast for you. You learned how to better use your newly improved senses and relied on them far more often than before. The other foxes seemed to have finally gotten use to you being around all the time and even accepted you as one of their own, or you thought that was what they did anyway.
They still got mad at you if you came near them when they were hunting, but they weren't as vicious. They would even lick you occasionally in passing and sometimes play with you and the kits. You were actually starting to enjoy yourself, other than having to eat scanty critters. After all, when would you get another chance to experience something like this again?
Written by Vixerlen on 21 March 2018
